"Long-faced, hand over the treasure to me, you can go back now..."
The Second Elder was shrouded in malevolent energy, obscuring his face, but the terrifying pressure caused everyone who approached to instinctively keep their distance…
The voice was utterly devoid of emotion, as if it came from the deepest hell. All that could be seen were eyes shimmering with a ghostly green light beneath the malevolent aura, seemingly capable of stealing one's soul…
The once lively crowd fell silent the moment the Second Elder appeared…
"Second...Second...Second Elder..."
The long-faced man stammered, realizing that the Second Elder wanted to get there first. If they gave the treasure to the Second Elder here, no matter who ultimately got the ninth-tier treasure, they wouldn't gain any credit and might even be punished...
"I can't give you this..."
After calming himself down, the man with the long face nervously declined...
"Hmph! You want to betray the sect? You're not listening to me anymore..."
Those around them thought that the Second Elder was ruthless enough; once he put that big label on someone, who wouldn't be confused?
Everyone knew in their hearts that if the Long Face and Square Face wanted to betray the sect, how could they possibly return with the treasure? The Second Elder was simply trying to seize it by force…
Although everyone felt sorry for the long-faced man who had lost his merit, no one dared to speak up for him. This was the Demonic Sect; strength was the only true measure of power.
Since he was able to become the Second Elder, it means that within the sect, only the First Elder and the Sect Master are stronger than him…
Neither of them has shown up yet, so something must have been holding them up, which gave the Second Elder the opportunity to get there first...
"Second Elder, I think it's you who wants to betray the sect, isn't it? Once you obtain a ninth-tier treasure, wouldn't you become the Ghost Fiend Sect's number one combatant? At that time, will the sect leader give up his position to you, or will you go out and start your own sect?"
Upon hearing the long-faced man's words, the disciples watching were filled with shock. They couldn't believe that these two idiots, with their intelligence, could say such a thing...
The Second Elder's expression shifted repeatedly, and finally, as if he had made a decision, he glared fiercely at the long-faced man and said...
"You've done something terrible, daring to disrespect the sect elders. That's a capital offense. Since the Discipline Hall isn't here, I'll carry out the sect's punishment in their place..."
Two streams of malevolent energy, almost tangible, coalesced around him, instantly transforming into two giant dragons that coiled above his head…
At the same time, the Second Elder could no longer conceal his killing intent. The eerie green light in his eyes became extremely intense. In that instant, one could almost see his face, which was covered by murderous aura, like a demon crawling out of hell, old and terrifying...
The long-faced and square-faced men were nearly scared to death. Even if they wanted to run, they couldn't. Faced with the oppressive aura of an eighth-rank Martial Venerable, even moving an inch was a luxury...
At this moment, they regretted their impulsiveness and were even cursing me in their hearts for giving them the idea...
"Who are you trying to scare, you old bastard? Long Face and Square Face risked their lives for the Ghost Fiend Sect, and now they have to suffer your injustice? Where is justice? Where is fairness?"
My words left the surrounding sect disciples dumbfounded, wondering who this person was and how he could be so brave.
The long-faced and square-faced men, however, were in dire straits. They were suppressed by the Second Elder's oppressive aura and couldn't speak at all, leaving them no choice but to endure my reckless and suicidal behavior...
"Ha ha…"
The Second Elder made no move, but amidst the murderous aura, his deafening laughter echoed…
"Heavenly principles? Justice? You, a mere mortal, dare to talk about heavenly principles and justice with a demonic cultivator like me? Don't you find that ridiculous?"
Today, out of great compassion, I will say a few more words. Before me, I am your justice, and my words are your fairness…
You have no right to negotiate with me. It's already an honor for you to have me say a few more words. Even if you die, it'll be enough for you to brag about..."
Looking at his arrogant face, hidden beneath a menacing aura, I couldn't help but feel nauseous...
"I don't want this honor. The real honor is that I've returned with two sect heroes, Long Face and Square Face. Someone like you, selfish, arrogant, and only good at plundering, is a disgrace to the sect. You can't give anyone any honor..."
Holy crap…
Everyone was shocked at that moment…
They had only one thought in their minds: this mortal was too brave; he was truly a role model for us all…
In demonic cultivation sects, the law of the jungle prevails. As one of the sect's strongest fighters, the Second Elder routinely bullies the disciples, and no one dares to disobey him...
But I'm just an ordinary person, and I dared to be so disrespectful to him. In their eyes, I was practically provoking a tiger...
"You're asking for it..."
The Second Elder roared, and a gigantic dragon of malevolent energy rushed straight towards me…
In his mind, I'm just an ordinary person; with just a little bit of strength, he could easily turn me into dust...
But when the malevolent dragon crashed into me just a meter away, it flew backward uncontrollably…
Although others couldn't see it, they could sense the Second Elder's shock. Faced with the rebounding attack, he effortlessly neutralized it without any apparent effort...
The sect disciples looked at the Second Elder, then at me, sitting calmly in the grand chair, and for a moment they were completely unsure who had won or lost the fight just now…
They were all shocked by their own thoughts. What should have been a decisive victory was now met with skepticism. This wasn't just a questioning of the Second Elder's strength, but also a questioning of their own understanding of cultivation. Even an ordinary person wielding a ninth-tier magic weapon couldn't possibly withstand the attack of an eighth-rank Martial Venerable...
The Second Elder fell silent; the shock he felt had reached an earth-shattering level…
Only he understood what this rebound meant. Even if he used less of his strength, it was still an attack from an eighth-rank Martial Venerable. How could an ordinary person rebound it?
With the intensity of his attacks, even a fifth-grade expert couldn't withstand them...
No wonder he was able to maintain his mobility under my pressure; I should have known long ago that this ordinary person was no ordinary person…
"Hmph! Don't think you can get away with this. You've offended me, and there's only one outcome: death. You can die with pride, having forced me to use my full power..."
I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him, thinking to myself, "You're really arrogant. I'm dead and you're still proud of yourself."
The surrounding disciples couldn't help but back away. The Second Elder was attacking with all his might; even the aftershocks would injure them. At this moment, staying far away was definitely the best course of action...
They looked at the long-faced and square-faced men with pity, thinking that the aftershocks would probably turn them into dust, and that their deaths were truly unjust...
The baleful aura surrounding the Second Elder began to fluctuate violently. Through the aura, I could see that the Second Elder was dressed in a black robe, staring at me like the Grim Reaper…
The malevolent dragon continued to solidify, giving the impression that it was coming to life...
Just as the Second Elder opened his arms, two gigantic dragons, exuding malevolent energy, roared to the sky…
The next moment, the dragons intertwined and charged towards me…
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